In the Night Where I am Born

Feb 29, 2008 - 09:43 AM PST

While I'm sitting in the dark,
I wonder what it is I fear,
I wonder what it is I'm doing here.
While I sit here in the dark,
I wonder what it is I here,
I wonder what it is I'm doing here.
As I sit here in the light,
I begin to miss the night,
The place where I am born.
As I sit here in the light,
I miss the dark in which I'm born.
As the light begins to fade,
I wish that it was not delayed,
The transition into dark.
As the light begins to fade,
I wish that I was not betrayed,
By transitions from the dark.
While I'm sitting in the dark,
I wonder what it is I'm feeling
In this place where I'm reborn.